Sweet Sorrow
There is nothing more gladdening
Than sorrow at parting-leaving the villege
Though my loosening mat i'll miss
No more owl or the snake hiss
In the jungle greenery resides
Thatches on our house cools the ray
Of the sun like a pair of scissors
Cutting the blanket of dawn from the sky
Such sorrow is;that i shall say goodbye
yet,i smell a happier tommorrow-off to the city
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